Gay Chicken

heart to heart I guess (M)

"I blame drugs"

-most people who have taken drugs

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Lex

One week later...

"Wait... You left it at that?!" Lola screamed at me, reading the last few messages between me and the serial killer, "I knew you were stupid but dayum boi, didn't think you were that stupid" she laughed as I snatched the phone back from her. After keeping silent about whatever happened between me and Jason for a while, I had to let someone know - and who better than my sister who just happens to be my only friend? It had been a week of pure silence and awkward looks, and I couldn't take it anymore! I didn't know what to fucking do, because every time I thought about that day with Jason I'd miraculously get a hard on and it was concerning!

"Shut up, I'm only showing you these because I need your help" I groaned, looking again at the messages, unsure if I had made the right decision or not - or if I was just being a pussy and running from whatever the fuck happened in that house. "He is the one that messaged first, I'm respecting his wishes" I said in a quieter voice, taking another toke before Lola ripped it out of my hand.

"Honey, no. Your gay ass let Jason slip away without slipping inside, message him right now and tell him to get his sexy ass over here"

"First of all, his ass is not sexy, it's deformed like all the people he's killed, and secondly, fuck no" I snatched the blunt back, "he's probably busy fucking some girl anyway".

"You sound jealous of that supposed girl" I would've slapped the smug look off her face if I could, but I won't, because I do have some affection for my sister.

"Am not"

"Are too"

"Am not"

"Are too"

"Am no-"

"Shut up Alexander and listen to me" she throws the blunt out of the car window and shuffles closer, her smelly breath wafting in my face "you are queer, you would suck his dick for less than twenty bucks, you actually like him somewhat, and there has been a sexual tension between you two for months now, perhaps even years, so suck it up and message him".

"Hmm, let me think about that... No" I smirk, "I don't like him, in fact, I still hate his stupid face, so no I am not doing any of that even if I am, maybe, a little bit queer" I start getting out of the car.

"Fine, I'll do it" she grabs my phone. "Wait, Lola, don't you fucking da-" I start but she quickly cuts me off with the dreaded "sent". She hands the phone back to me and I read what she sent.

TheHotOne_LF: 13 Keats Lane, EN9 2JD.

"You didn't" I stare at the text "you fucking didn't" I wipe a hand down my face, knowing it was too late to delete the message. There was already a little box that said "read". Lola had just told Jason fucking Myers where we lived. Nobody knew where I lived, I never let anyone know where I live.

"Lex, people will find out eventually what sort of shitty life we live, I don't care if your boyfriend knows and neither should you" Lola says before getting out of the car, her usual teasing tone gone.